kicking back, open

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Today was Aidean’s day off. Well any day could honestly be Aidean’s day off, but today, Ada chose this day off. No searching, no history reading. Just time to herself and her grimoire. A small but thick leather journal laid open in front of Aidean. Not the best place to be reading her grimoire in plain sight, but it looked like any old journal. It held all her hunts, spells, potions, and important herbal facts. She started it back in highschool when her mother began stressing the need of having one on hand. Not every little thing can be remembered, some things that weren’t always used were usually most needed. Ada’s memory held a lot that she used continuously, but for the other things she needed… Ada turned another page and mindlessly grabbed her half eaten burger. The thing that caught her attention was how cold it was. How long had she been here?

Ada finally raised her head and looked around. There were less people she recognized and more she didn’t see when she strolled in. She looked around once more before she dropped her head again causing her hair to fall in front of her. Today she had no spell put onto her appearance. She was the normal and original Aidean. Long dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes. She laid her grimoire on her lap and curled her hair behind her ear. She then looked at her burger and sighed. Time went by quick doing nothing. She muttered something before biting into a warm burger with melted cheese. Ada smiled before putting it back her plate and warming up her fries with a light touch. No one would know a thing. She took a fry and popped it into her mouth and picked her journal back up. She turned to another page and continued on reading. She honestly had nothing else to do but hang out in the local bar and read.

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Weep not for roads untraveled
Weep not for paths left alone.

Damion smirked as he surveyed his surroundings. Quite boring really, but that was just the setting for a bit of good ‘ole fashioned fun. Well, his version of fun anyways. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his Italian made suit, looking as dashing and handsome as ever, he knew, because the woman he’d chosen to warm his bed the night before, still alive, had told him so a few moments before he’d killed her. Not a drop of blood marred the crisp white of his dress shirt or the deep green of his suit jacket and pants, and his black shoes were spotless. He was good at what he did. He didn’t quite care whether or not the girl would be missed, just that she had been an okay lay. At least he could say he satisfied some of his victims before he killed them. Oh well, he was sure she deserved what she got in some way. Either way, he was eager to move on to another victim, and he couldn’t think of a better place to find one than at a restaurant.

He surveyed the room once more and spotted a young woman sitting on her own, looking over what appeared to be a journal, eating a hamburger and fries. Well, she was a pretty little thing, dirty blond hair, and, when she looked up, he saw she had bright green eyes. Well, well, such interesting looks to be hiding behind a curtain of hair. He moved forward smoothly until he slid into the spot across the table from her and smiled charmingly. ”Is this seat taken?” He asked smoothly, knowing that it wasn’t, but still, courtesy, and the future of whether or not he’d get anywhere with this woman, demanded he be polite. He didn’t much care, since he had nothing better to do at the moment than hang around. He’d be heading to his new job later on in the day, but for the moment he was free and clear, and dangerously bored.

NOTES :: None ^^
MUSIC :: Cruise (Remix) - Florida Georgia Line Ft. Nelly
WORDS :: 340
TAGS :: Aidean;

'Cause beyond every bend
Is a long blinding end.
It's the worst kind of pain
I've known.